So I propose a trade. I propose this trade with my own mind. I can let go of all the Legend of Richy Vegas stuff; the catching serial killers, the thwarting rapists, the finding Raoul Wallenberg and Josef Mengele, the fucking over the Khmer Rouge and the IRA; I can exchange all of that stuff for the hard earned ability to make intelligent decisions about the kind of women that led me to psychotic states in the first place. Is that a deal?
The story I'm working on in my comic books now, "The Legend of Richy Vegas," deals with my gran mal meltdown of 1992. One of the central themes of that episode centered around the idea that I prevented Jenna from getting raped by Billy Billiams. I thought for a little bit tonight that I didn't want to trade that one along with the others, because that whole theme appeared to represent a real "where the rubber meets the road" scenario. But, seeing as how Jenna came out of that whole experience unscathed, and I still don't know whether she even knew Billy Billiams, I can just let that one go as well, I suppose.